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NO MIND: THE FLOWERS OF ETERNITY
Chapter 12: Nothing to choose, nothing to discard
Question 1
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Question 1
Maneesha has asked:
BELOVED MASTER,
YOU SPOKE THE OTHER NIGHT OF AMERICA -- OF ITS BEING BLOODTHIRSTY AND DESTRUCTIVE. WHAT IS THE APPEAL OF DESTRUCTION OVER CREATION?
Maneesha, the appeal of destruction over creation is very simple. Destruction needs no intelligence, destruction needs no discipline, destruction needs no education, destruction needs no meditation, no love.
Creation needs intelligence. It needs meditativeness, it needs love -- love in its purity. It needs the perceptivity of beauty, it needs the joy of creating something -- maybe just a rose bush or a painting, or a small poem, but creation needs your total being to be involved in it. It needs your whole consciousness to be dissolved in it.
Destruction does not require anything of you. Even animals can destroy, even insane people can destroy, even retarded people can destroy. That is the appeal of destruction over creation.
But it is ugly. When you are destroying something, you are also destroying yourself, remember. And when you are creating something -- a song, a dance -- you are also creating yourself. You are discovering new dimensions of your being.
The more you create, the closer you come to your being, the closer to your potential. Your flights into the open sky... that blissfulness is not available to the destructive person. Only the creative knows the Himalayan peaks of love, of bliss, of splendor... of truth, of beauty, of all that is good, of all that is God.
It is time for Sardar Gurudayal Singh.
It is afternoon at the Washington Zoo.
"Look at that one," says Martha, "the one staring at us through the bars. Doesn't he look intelligent?"
"Yeah," says George. "There is something quite strange about it."
"Yes, he looks like he understands every word we are saying," says Martha.
"Yeah, he walks on his hind legs, too," observes George, "and swings his arms."
"There," says Martha, "he has got a peanut. Let us see what he does with it."
"My God!" says George. "Would you believe it? He knows enough to take the shell off before he eats it -- just like we do."
"That other one is a female, isn't it?" asks Martha. "Just listen to her chatter at him. He does not seem to be paying much attention to her, though."
"She must be his mate," says George.
"They look a bit sad, don't they?" asks Martha.
"Yeah, they do," agrees George. "I guess they wish they were in here with us gorillas!"
Paddy and Seamus are in town one day and go for lunch at a smart restaurant. They enjoy a typical Irish seven-course lunch, six beers and a piece of cheese, and receive their bill.
Paddy feels in his pockets for his wallet.
"Ah! B'Jesus!" he says, "I have left my money behind. Seamus, can you lend me some?"
Seamus fumbles in his own pockets and then looks up.
"Can you imagine that, Paddy, I've left my money behind too!" he says. "What are we going to do?"
A few minutes later, Paddy and Seamus reach the cashier's table arguing loudly.
"Let me pay for this," says Paddy.
"No!" demands Seamus, "I want to pay!"
They argue for about five minutes in front of the embarrassed cashier, and then Paddy turns to him and says, "Look here -- you don't mind who pays for this, do you?"
"No," replies the cashier, "it does not matter who pays for it."
"Well, in that case," says Paddy, waving from the door, "you pay for it!"
The Temperature of Marriage:
Wedding Day -- one hundred degrees. Feverish.
Jimmy: "My own sweetie sugarpie."
Judy: "My own darling honeybunch."
One day later -- fifty degrees. Hot.
Jimmy: "My own precious."
Judy: "My own love."
Two days later -- twenty-five degrees. Warm.
Jimmy: "Dearest."
Judy: "Dearie."
Three days later -- fifteen degrees. Tepid.
Jimmy: "Sweetheart."
Judy: "Dear."
Four days later -- five degrees. Cool.
Jimmy: "Judith."
Judy: "James."
Five days later -- zero degrees. Very cool.
Jimmy: "Madam!"
Judy: "Sir!"
Six days later -- below freezing. Icy.
Jimmy: "Bitch!"
Judy: "Bastard!"
On the seventh day -- minus twenty degrees! Very cold.
Jimmy: "GET LOST!" -- Pow!
Judy: "FUCK YOU!" -- Crash!
Two days after the storm -- meltdown.
Jimmy: "Oh Judy, OH! OH! OH!"
Judy: "Ah Jimmy, AH! AH! AH!"
Nivedano...
(Drumbeat)
(Gibberish)
Nivedano...
(Drumbeat)
Be silent.
Close your eyes.
Feel your body to be completely frozen.
This is the right moment to look inwards with your total consciousness, and with an urgency as if this is the last moment of your life.
Deeper and deeper...
You are certain to reach to the center of your being -- it is not far away.
As you come closer to the center, everything becomes cool, calm, silent.
As you come even closer, everything becomes joyful.
As you reach the center, there is an explosion of light, a tremendous revolution takes place. You have found the eternal in you.
I have been calling this eternal the witness.
From life to life since eternity you have been going on and on, carrying only the witness. Every thing, every life, you have to leave behind; only the witness opens its wings and flies into another life.
Ultimately, when you become enlightened, the same witness flies into the very source of life, disappears, melts down into the universe. This is nirvana -- to disappear just like a dewdrop into the ocean.
But for the moment, remember the witness.
You have to live this witness twenty-four hours, without any tension. Whenever you remember, okay; whenever you forget, okay. Slowly slowly, every moment will become a mirror, reflecting spontaneously the beauty of existence -- outer and inner both.
Nivedano, to make it more clear...
(Drumbeat)
Relax.
Rest.
But remember the witness.
You are not the body.
You are not the mind.
You are just the witness, and suddenly flowers start raining on you. A great ecstasy takes over; as you relax, all separation disappears.
Gautama the Buddha Auditorium has become
this moment
just a lake of consciousness
without any ripples,
reflecting the faraway stars.
You are the most fortunate human beings at this moment upon the whole planet earth, because you are at your center. This is the most precious, the greatest glory and splendor one can find in life, in existence.
Collect as much joy, bliss, ecstasy...
And persuade the center, the witness, to come along with you.
The witness has to become your very life.
That very moment you will be awakened, you will be the buddha.
Nivedano...
(Drumbeat)
Come back, but peacefully, silently, gracefully.
Sit down for a few moments, remembering the golden path you have traveled, and reminding yourself that the experience of witnessing at the center of your being has to become your very life.
Drawing water from the well,
chopping wood -- whatever you are doing,
you have to remember
that you are only a witness.
Nothing has to be renounced,
nothing has to be chosen.
Choicelessly, relaxed,
live both sides of your being:
the outer and the inner.
Be Zorba the Buddha!
Okay, Maneesha?
Yes, Beloved Master.
THE END
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